on the edge looking down to see what is not seen
there is a sound
wandering this edge feeling it's razor cutting deep
cutting hard
laughing at the pleasure of awakening pain
is that crying
what happened to the old the wrinkled youth
of no more
cut deep cut sharp cut hard from the day
this youth that is ancient
search that part that was there but hidden
find the one
form the three the magic circle of trinity
let this be
let this be
the insanity that is thee or is this me
this three
paw print to paw print to paw print
claws bloody from the fight
the hunter the strength and the demon joker
no longer apart
freedom insanity not self contained
is that laughter
from many to one to many again a legion by right
but one entity
three powers of magic three parts of one
maniacal sense of trinity
maniacal sense of what is now me
let this be
as it is said
let this be
these three that is me
call me....
Written By Greg Rogers
Posted on 08/02/12
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